Vin skimmed them, burst through them, and rode them like a bouncing stone cast upon the waters. Mist twisted in the sky, different breezes forming silent streams of white, like rivers in the air. Vin hopped up onto the battlements, nodded farewell to OreSeur, then jumped out into the night. Problems for another night, she thought as another source of Allomancy appeared to her bronze senses. After that, there was barely a mention of it. It nearly killed one of the Heros companions. The logbook never did mention what became of that spirit. She could feel it waiting in the darkness to her right. Her bronze was on, and she had to try very hard not to think about the mist spirit. 'Isnt that what you just commanded me, Mistress?' No need to worry him yet-he has enough troubles at the moment. 'Assassins and Allomancers are my concern, not Elends. 'Why did you not tell the king that youve been sparring with this Zane?' 'Do you command me to believe you, Mistress?' 'Why are we waiting here, Mistress?' OreSeur asked. That only made the prospect of a fight all the more exciting. She didnt know him, and she certainly didnt trust him. But, the thrill of another fight in the mists-another chance to test her abilities against a Mistborn-made her tense with anticipation. Would they spar again, then? Vin tried to suppress her eagerness, tried to tell herself that she simply wanted to find this Watcher because of the threat he posed. It had been quite a while since their last encounter Vin had begun to think that she wouldnt see the Watcher again. In the cold mist of early evening, Vin waited on the short wall of Keep Venture, OreSeur sitting at her side. Then he nodded once to Elend, and let the guards escort him away. 'Very well,' Zane said, bowing slightly, though he used the move to catch Vins eyes once again. 'I will send another message when I have made my decision,' Elend said. 'His Majesty was hoping for us to set a date and time, Your Majesty.

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